27.1.2012 Leftovers
They come in droves (of like, two and three) and stand and sit and lay and dance and bocce on the lawn and they eat and laugh and then, the next day, when it’s all over, you’re cleaning up the aftermath, feeling a little the loss of your house full of life and still finding empties when you see them… enough wee forgotten beers to fill a box. And you know that you’ll do it all again next year.
Aaathankyouverymuch.
26.11.2011 We look disgusting
So I went to three parties this week. This one was a 21st and it was bad taste themed. Joe and I made it our own and also danced like absolute mo fo’s for HOURS.
Seriously, they need new words for some of the shapes we threw.